Steve's Blog Part "And the winner is..."

Well, my wife needs to use the computer soon so this will have to be a fast blog. It will have to be so fast that even the most greatest analogy about things being fast will not do it justice.

So, the Oscars. How about that dress that lady was wearing? Did that not make her look like a dog returning from a long frisbee catch with its owner?

And how about that guy with the thing? Unbelievable.

Do you believe that one award. All of those people were nominated, and they gave it to that guy. That really makes me mad. I can't even express what I am feeling right now.

And that lady when she giving her speech, like, she tried to mention all 6 billion people on the planet. Like, what's up with that?

And that musical number, with this thing and that thing and the other thing. It all added up to Bubkes if you ask me. Oy!

And that one commercial with the lady and the guy and they had that thing and then the other person came along. That was actually pretty good.

And the ending was good, when the credits were rolling and it was over. I think that was the best part.

And my friend won the award for best place to watch the Oscars without the sound and close captioning for "That other Mexican restaurant".

The award for best glance at the Oscars while trying to get the kids to bed goes to me, Steve.

And the award for best zonk out on the couch during the Oscars goes to my bride of 12 plus years, Svetlana.

And the award for the last sentence in this blog goes to this sentence.

Steve's Blog Part "Distracted"

While I am writing this blog, I am on the phone with my friend Mike. We'll see how I do with the distraction of another type of media. So far, so good. Although, I don't have a head set or anything so I am bound to get a crick in my neck from holding the phone without my hands you know.

What a coincidence! Mike just asked me if I am going back to my blog tonight. I told him that I am writing one right now. And Mike just said a joke about where they grow blogs like a cranberry blog.

Tonight, Mike went to a Thai restaurant and the hostess, grinning from ear to ear, said to him, "Just one of you tonight?" As opposed to his clones, who had stayed home that night.

If twins came in separately, Mike said we could have a great comedy bit with hilarious consequences.

Mike is now going to tell me how Fawlty Towers teaches life lessons. Mike is taking a while to get to the punchline. He said that, similar to an episode of Fawlty Towers, he was too embarrassed to call or email about his dance lesson so he was going to drive down there to see if he really had a lesson. He decided to email instead, which was a good thing, because they emailed him back to tell him they were on their way to Ireland. He had actually missed his lesson last week, and they wondered why he didn't show up. So don't be afraid to confront the truth, to save yourself some gas.

And now, I am going to read the blog to Mike. We'll see what he thinks. Mike is laughing, and, as usual, is thinking of all sorts of permutations and add ons to the blog material. But the blog is getting too long. We'll have Mike say goodbye. Mike says: Life is like Ocean Spray commercials. It's all about blogs and bogs.

Goodnight!